Argh..

I'm telling you, if I get any angrier, my explosion will create a new universe (don't know yet if it will be a parallel one or if it will replace the one we are living in). But, you know me, I get angry for the little things*, like friends and betrayals.

I know, I know: the concept of “betrayal” differs from one another; there is no objectivity when it comes to personal relationships; blah, blah; but still! I think my two examples cannot be doubted.

No1: Gossiping behind my back, especially to the people they shouldn’t and especially when I explicitly asked them to keep their mouth shut.
No2: Hitting on my boyfriend – if you fell for him, come and tell me, we’ll talk it out and we’ll find a solution; even though some solutions might not keep the flame of our friendship burning (e.g. “Let the best one win”), at least you will never be accused of betrayal.

Anyway, it happened.
I thought about it for days.
I found one solution: be sincere and talk about it.
I did it.

Here is what I learnt:

1. You cannot have serious discussions with non-serious people.
2. It’s true: never argue with an idiot, they drag you down to their level and beat you with experience.
3. Don’t bother with revenge, don’t fall to their level. Let karma kick their asses.

* I admit that sometimes I do get angry for the little things, like losing at games, but I have learnt to handle it and hide it and I don’t mind it that much after all, even though some people who know me well believe the opposite and insist to warn the others every time we play.

The most beautiful story of the world

I have lots of bad habits (one day I'm gonna make a list of them), and here is the one that bothers me the most: I never learn my lesson. I mean, I do something, it does not work and the next time I do exactly the same. I can not even count the times I said to myself "I'll close my eyes just for 5 minutes, and then I'll get up and keep on", just to wake up 8 hours later. Or the times I delayed doing something believing that I have plenty of time, only to rush and stress out 1 hour before the expiration of the deadline. Or all the ideas that occured to me, didn't write them down immediately, forgot them and then spent hours pressing my memory without results.

This last one happened to me once again last night. I was in bed and somehow, this idea of a post I should write occured to me. It came all ready, nice and coherent and in english. Obviously, I didn't get up in order to write it down, I ignored the voice warning me that the next day I will have forgotten it and I drifted off to sleep. Sure enough, today I woke up and do not have the faintest idea of what I thought last night. No matter how hard I try, all I remember is just that I had thought of something good and nothing else, not even what it was about.

Ok, nevermind my silly ramblings about an unimportant idea for an unimportant post for an unimportant blog... Isn't it strange, though? That ideas, like golden dust, fly all around, dance in the air, touch us for a moment and then disappear, unless they find us available to let them root, grow and bloom?

What if the most beautiful story will never be written because it is already lost?

You know what I did last summer?

Volos and Pelion mountain are not more than 2 hours far from my hometown but I did not really know the region. I had gone once for holidays with my family when I was 9 and a couple of times with my school during winter. This time, I went with F. I was eager to show him Greece; it was his first time in my country and I wanted to show him not only my region but also our life. It was a wonderful holiday, even I experienced it as if it were something different and exotic.

We spent three days at Volos and four at Agios Ioannis. Agios Ioannis was supposed to be the most touristy place but, to be honest, it was very calm - at least when we were there. Anyway, we hadn't chosen it for the parties but because from there we could go on foot to 3 different beaches (Agios Ioannis, Plaka, Papa Nero).

I wish I could describe the beauty of Pelion without repeating cliches and sounding cheesy, but I can not; I suggest you to google it and look at the photos. All I can say is that there are several stories of the Greek mythology that take place there. I also think that some scenes of "Mamma mia" were filmed in Pelion (the rest, was filmed at the islands nearby).




Things to know and things to do:

• Go to a tsipouradiko (most of them are located at the port of Volos). The tsipouradika are taverns where you drink tsipouro. You order the tsipouro and the waiters bring you small portions of food (mezedes). Usually it's appetizers, salads, fish and seafood. One of the things I personally love is the surprise on what they will bring next. Obviously, the more you drink, the more and better the food.
• Go to bouzoukia. Those are like clubs, with live folk-ish greek music, lots of dance and people throwing flowers to the singer and to each other. In general, go out! For coffee, for drinks, for food, everything. It's a part of the Greek life you should not miss.
• Get a car in order to manage to visit as much of Pelion as you can, both beaches and villages. Pelion is a beautiful, beautiful mountain, full of green and traditional villages and beaches with clear, blue-green waters. There is also a small train that gives you a tour at Pelion, but the timetables are not so convenient. (We didn't use it)
• There are ATMs only at the main villages, so don't leave Volos without money. At, Agios Ioannis, for example, there was none. And, remember, prices in Greece are as high as in western Europe.

More information you can find here (right now the site is under construction, hopefully it will be ready soon) and at Wikipedia, too. By the way, the beaches in the photos here are: Fakistra (ph.2), Mourtias (ph.3-4), Vromoneri (ph.5-6), Milopotamos (ph.7-8), Papa Nero (ph.9), Plaka (ph.10), Agios Ioannis (ph.11-12).

Last year, at Cervia...

Don't drink...

1. ...and drive, no matter how confident you feel. Please.
2. ... and call your ex. Or any guy for that matter. You can thank me later - or just tell me the nice story you will get. (Nice for me. Embarassing for you, most probably.)
3. ...too much after a certain age. It will result in big headaches, huge hangovers and inability to function for a couple of days. (Or is it just me? Am I too old?)
4. ...and touch your hard disk. It might fall down, break and cause you immeasurable pain. (Unless you are some kind of guru detached from earthy belongings; in this case, just tell me how you managed to reach that level.)